Yang Fan, who was standing in the crowd, looked at Tan Hao.

Then walked towards Tan Hao.

After all, there is a huge venue, and the game time has not yet arrived, and it is quite embarrassing to stand in one place alone.

"Yang Fan, how are you going to prepare these days? ”

Tan Hao said to Yang Fan who came over.

"I'm not prepared, let's go on the field and see how it goes. ”

Yang Fan didn't care.

Indeed, in the freshman, Yang Fan thinks so, what is there to care about, his family knows his own affairs, Yang Fan is thinking at the moment whether to learn from Zhou Yiyi in the future and go to the castration.

But I'm still a little scared.

Think about the time when I fought with the people of the Dark Realm, although I finally reversed, I was really scared.

Tan Hao looked at Yang Fan with a look of indifference, and he was speechless in his heart. You really don't care about the freshman competition.

Tan Hao knew that Yang Fan often went out to do tasks, but Tan Hao really didn't know the strength, he only knew that Yang Fan was a second-grade martial artist, but Tan Hao didn't know if there was a method of war.

Every time Yang Fan asked, he smiled and said nothing.

But now Tan Hao thinks that this thing must be a tactic, otherwise he can not care so much about this freshman competition?

Tan Hao himself is now a first-class martial artist, and he is about to reach the peak, and he also exchanged a course of battle not long ago, but it took a lot of credits, but now let alone a small success, in fact, he has not even reached the entrance.

......

Time flies quickly, people in the stadium are chatting, and the game is about to officially begin.

First, the referee mentor came to the stage and said some words of encouragement, and then announced the official start of the game.

The gymnasium of the Academy of War Law is very large, and the central field is quite spacious.

Three hundred people would have no problem standing up. There is even room to spare.

Three hundred people doesn't sound like much, but standing in a group makes it seem like a lot of people.

Once everyone is in place, the referee begins to announce the rules.

"The Freshman Tournament of the School of War Law is about to begin, the first game, the melee, everyone chooses their own opponents, they can form a team, they can do it alone, and they must not hurt anyone's lives. The remaining number of people on the field reached 100 people. Then the competition officially began. ”

When the instructor finished speaking, there was a brief pause in the whole venue, too suddenly, just these few words, after the end of the day, shouldn't we say something more?

After a few moments, everyone sobered up. But they were all first-time participants, and although they had the intention to swim against the current, no one had the courage to be the first to make a move.

Everyone knew that as long as they were the first to strike, they were destined to be besieged by the people next to them, unless they were in a small group that had been negotiated at the beginning.

Yang Fan looked at this situation a little helplessly.

It's hands-on......

What are you not going to do while standing?

Then Yang Fan took the lead.

The long knife in his hand slashed at the person next to him, and the academy stipulated that no one should be killed, so Yang Fan used the back of the knife, and the person next to him had already been chopped down before he could fully react, Yang Fan looked at his shoulder blade with a knife, and the severe pain made this person's face full of cold sweat.

The eyes that looked at Yang Fan were also a little resentful.

Yang Fan was also a little embarrassed when he looked at the classmate who fell to the ground, he really found someone to cut it casually, and he didn't mean to target anyone.

But none of this mattered, Yang Fan's shot was like throwing a stone on the calm water, and nearly three hundred people around him immediately began to fight against each other.

And the people around Yang Fan also began to make moves, but these people seemed to have a tacit understanding, and basically showed their weapons to Yang Fan at the same time.

Yang Fan looked at this posture, and his heart was also a little empty, there were nearly ten people around him, if he attacked himself together, he might not be able to stand it, after all, the lowest cultivation was also a first-grade martial artist, and the ten people worked together to strike Yang Fan If he dared to confront him head-on, he would definitely step down.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's legs squatted slightly, exploded in an instant, bowed down and flicked, with his eyes, Yang Fan found a passage, and instantly exploded with speed, interspersed from the crowd.

The ten-person attack fell in the empty space, and at this time, these people also understood that Yang Fan was a student with a combat method, although they didn't know him, but they also knew that the student who could use the combat method was not easy to mess with.

didn't look for Yang Fan, but started to attack the nearest person around him.

Yang Fan was interspersed in the crowd, and he didn't deliberately hurt people, unless someone attacked him, he wouldn't make a move on others.

And the students who are injured and can't fight again, the referee tutor will drag them out of the field as soon as possible and pull people in the air, Yang Fan can be regarded as knowledgeable, but he doesn't know how many grades this mentor is.

Can you pull people in the air, so what about Edgeworth?

In the crowd, Yang Fan thought about these questions, if the contestants around him knew that he would have to cry, we are fighting here with all our might, are you breaking down in your thoughts?

To be honest, as long as the people around him don't target Yang Fan at the same time, Yang Fan really doesn't care much, after all, the crushing of the realm still exists.

Even if the peak of a first-grade martial artist is only five hundred catties of strength, at this stage, everyone is practicing, and the control of strength is really not too strong, five hundred catties can play more than half of it is very good, and Yang Fan now has a strength of more than a thousand catties, several times larger than them, even if they can't play, they don't know how much stronger than five hundred catties.

How many people can block Yang Fan's knife under such a huge force?

Even if you can block one knife, then the second knife, the third knife, Yang Fan just casually and the other party has to go all out, how long can it support under the outbreak of full strength?

......

Gradually, there were more and more people who were dragged out when Yang Fan fell, Yang Fan didn't count them, but there were still more than ten or twenty.

And most of the people who were cut down by Yang Fan with a knife looked at Yang Fan with resentment.

Is this not bullying to participate in the freshman competition with such strong strength?

And Yang Fan basically doesn't go to the teaching building, and everyone doesn't know him, and suddenly a person he doesn't know, he hasn't heard of it, and he thought that someone with little strength suddenly came out like this, which really hit people a little deep.

With Yang Fande's performance, no one around him made a move on Yang Fan, and everyone could see that as long as he didn't make a move on this guy, he wouldn't do anything to himself.

Then there was a vacuum-like scene around Yang Fan.

And Yang Fan is not the only one in the crowd with such a scene.

There is no one around Zhou Yiyi to provoke, this girl is more ruthless than Yang Fan, Yang Fan is the first to do it, this girl is the second to do it, if Yang Fan is about a second late, then this chaotic battle will be set off by Zhou Yiyi.

The progress of this girl in the past few months is not small, it seems that she has changed a person, Yang Fan feels that Zhou Yiyi has the feeling of evolving to Zhou Ting.

The first time I met, Zhou Yiyi was originally an eccentric, chaotic demon king-like character, but now she has changed to Gao Leng.

Zhou Yiyi swept around with an iron rod in her hand, and no one else tried to provoke her, but she shot at the people around her from time to time, and Yang Fan felt bullied when she looked at it.

And there are also a few scenes in other places where no one is close, most of them are new second-grade products during this time, and there are also a few first-class peak beginners, and there are also a little famous existence among the freshmen.

Yang Fan looked at the decreasing number of people around him, and suddenly felt that this freshman competition was not as interesting as he thought.

Then Yang Fan had a little idea of making a mistake.

Yang Fan began to move through the crowd, walking in the direction of the nearest second-rank martial artist.

And that second-rank martial artist was also aware of it.

A second-grade martial artist who had basically been sure to pass the first level walked towards him, and he couldn't pay attention to it.

Mu Qingshan was a little confused, what is the situation? What is this guy who wants to come by himself? Mu Qingshan was a little vigilant, and the long sword in his hand clenched slightly.

When Yang Fan was still a few meters away from Mu Qingshan, he suddenly accelerated, and the long knife in his hand was raised above his head to slash towards him.

Mu Qingshan scolded silently in his heart, knowing that this thing didn't have any good intentions, but he was sick? But the long sword in his hand still met him.

The swords intersected, Mu Qingshan took two steps back, and the long sword in his hand trembled.

Mu Qingshan was secretly bitter in his heart, this guy's strength was so great, and he would relieve his pain with one blow.

Yang Fan didn't attack again after the blow, but stood not far from Mu Qingshan and watched him, waiting for him to recover, anyway, it's to have fun, then of course you have to have the mentality of having fun, and you don't want to drive this guy off the stage.

And Mu Qingshan is a little bad! What do you mean, what is this? I slashed myself, and when I was unstable, I didn't attack but stared at myself from the side?

What's wrong with this?

Mu Qingshan was a little hairy when Yang Fan looked at him.

Wait until the numbness in his hand recedes, take a step forward and stab the sword, this time Yang Fan began to defend, the sword has never been to speak with chopping, using chopping is a knife.

The long sword in Mu Qingshan's hand picks, stabs, pointes, teases, wipes, pierces, lifts, twists, and sweeps

Yang Fan clearly saw the trajectory of the long sword with the slow motion of his eyes, and kept blocking, and Yang Fan's strength was already greater than Mu Qingshan's, and he was constantly increasing his strength while blocking.

Finally Mu Qingshan stopped the offensive, not that he didn't want to continue, but his arm was really sore, and his arm was a little unbearable for a long time, and Yang Fan's blocking power also shook his arm.

Mu Qingshan now thinks in his heart whether he has offended the person in front of him.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is really no image, I have been immersed in penance since I entered the academy, not to mention offending people, and arguing with people has never happened, why is there such a bastard against himself?

If Mu Qingshan knew that Yang Fan just wanted to have some fun, he would have to cry to Yang Fan to tease him.

How can there be such a thing? It's too bullying.

......

As time passed, the number of combatants became smaller and smaller, and soon there were only a hundred people left on the stage.

When the referee shouted to stop, Mu Qingshan was about to cry.

was supposed to be a good freshman game, and he was supposed to be a master of dressing there, but he turned out to be such a bastard, and he started bullying himself without saying a word. When he didn't have the strength to do so, the guy didn't attack, just watched himself.

If there are people around who want to fish in troubled waters and engage in sneak attacks, this guy will help himself. But Mu Qingshan really didn't know who this guy was! What the hell was going to do.

And Yang Fan stopped shooting at Mu Qingshan after hearing the referee and mentor shouting to stop, and stayed away from Mu Qingshan after collecting the knife.

Mu Qingshan was stunned, what the hell?

Yang Fan walked to the side, and at the same time he was secretly refreshed, it felt so good to bully people!